Part eight: lifeboat

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Tears streaming down my face, I turn to run away. Before I turned JD stood up and follow me. Heather smirked her little bitch faced smirk and all I wanted to do was slap her in her smug face.

I ran and didn't look back. I made it halfway across the sports field when I turned to see that Heather and JD were arguing. It looked heated. Heather stormed off and JD turned to face me.

In my mind I wanted to stay there and cry but I didn't I went to run. And I tripped. And I fell. And it hurt (I face planted).

I wanted to laugh but I couldn't even smile. JD ran over and knelt next to me and helped me to sit up. He stared into my eyes. I felt as if he had forgiven me and in return I should forgive him right?

"Why did u do it Jason?" I had finally let the tears all rush out.
"I was mad at you for accusing me. I was annoyed and crazed and wanted to get back at you. She's a bad kisser if that makes you feel any better." I knew he felt truly sorry.

"I want her dead." I said in a last attempt to release everything that I was holding back. "I'm gonna do it this time. No putting it off because I came over to scream at you but this time I mean it. Get Veronica. I'm gonna kill Heather Chandler."

JD smiled in an evil way.

"But can I ask u something? Did she come on to you?" He looked me dead in the eye and said "yes." I knew he was lying but right now I couldn't care any less.

My lifeboat was floating.

Heather yours is about to sink.

Oh and Heather? "Corn nuts."

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